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Ghosts of the Echo Chamber

by Through The Branches

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The Script 05:52
The Script They’ve digitized humanity. There’s nothing left of empathy. Divided and isolated, Their saviors do them no favors. The vampires quench their craving. Social media Truth anemia The fix of the time Is the same old crime. We’ve just turned a corner. Celebrate! Click, click A sip of the poison A slip of the noose A hint of the truth Belies the intention. They love their reflections. Drowning in bullshit first world problems And they’re crying ‘cuz they can’t solve ‘em. Social media Truth anemia Their blind faith gets them every time. (Just stick to the script) Do you swear to tell The whole truth So help you God? Even when your story’s true There’s no telling what the trolls will do. When you see them smile you know they’ve got it in for you. Even in the light it’s true There’s no telling what the ghouls will do. See them smile and you know the fuckers got it in for you. You let down your guard. Click, click A sip of the poison A slip of the noose A hint of the truth Belies the intention. Sever your attention Or drown in your bullshit first world problems. You’re so desperate for someone to solve them . Social Media Truth anemia Come and fill this void just one last time. (Just stick to the script.)
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Halo 03:01
Waiting on a sign That maybe I might find Reflections in my kind. Born dead, these men. No light of their own. Horns on their heads, Heartless and ravenous they roam. But there's a halo on your lover Always a halo on your lover. You prayed for your sign. It came and you cried. Hold on forever... Hold on as wings fill your sky... Waiting on a sign That maybe I might find Reflections in my kind.

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released April 9, 2021

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Through The Branches Portland, Maine

Through The Branches is a transatlantic project with Tom Gagne (Maine, USA), bassist Tjarko Busink and drummer Geert-Jan Westland (The Netherlands).

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